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"Roar-!"

After her dragon flames struck the Flame Crane's wings, Wu Feng became a raging she-tyrannosaurus, roaring as she launched herself forward.

"First Soul Skill, Dragon's Fire!"

Scorching flames coated her dragon claws. One hand gripped the crane's talon while the other clawed madly at its body.

In this clash of fire against fire, Wu Feng actually dealt true damage. The Flame Crane shrieked repeatedly, flying every which way through the smoke with Wu Feng hanging on.

Just then-

"Let go right now!"

A tall, red-haired old man with a face as red as a jujube charged in with a roar.

The newcomer was none other than the "Beast King," Gong Changlong.

Gong Changlong had been next door, harshly reprimanding a student for "not caring for Soul Beasts." Suddenly hearing his precious Soul Beast's screams, he was shaken to his core and hurried over.

"Elder Gong, what brings you here?!" Panic flashed across Du Weilun's face, and he jogged down like Li Dakang catching sight of Sha Ruijin.

"Quick, quick! Make that student let go!" Gong Changlong clutched his heart, pointing a trembling finger at Wu Feng.

"Wu Feng, the assessment is over! Let go!"

Du Weilun hurriedly said, "Candidate Wu Feng: fifty points for the basics, fifty for technique, and fifty for performance. All right, total score: one hundred and fifty!"

"What... what do you mean, one hundred and fifty?!"

Gong Changlong glared irritably. "This is a Soul Beast raised by the academy, not a wild one! Too brutal-deduct ten points for performance! Her technique had no structure whatsoever-another ten points off! One hundred and thirty!"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Du Weilun nodded repeatedly. While ushering Gong Changlong toward the judges' seats, he called to Tang Qi and Huo Yutong, the only two remaining.

"Next!"

"Huo Yutong, Control System,